Chapter 1063

"The third young master is not a big problem, but it is not easy to raise. When the field is bigger, I will help him diagnose and treat him for several years, and I will be no different from ordinary people."

In this way, Mr. Zhang's lack of health will sometimes follow his whole life. Many children born to wealthy families in Beijing are frail and sickly until they grow up. Some of them have to use this kind of body all their life, from birth to death.

In fact, it is very short to say that it has been raised for a few years, not to mention a few years, even if it is more than ten years, they are waiting. There are so many top-notch medicinal materials and miraculous doctors like Mo Fei. Naturally, the child can't be in trouble.

Only at this time is the most difficult day.

Lu Heng carefully picked up the collapsed child for fear of hurting him. However, the child did not have any weight in his arms, and his small face was smaller than his fist.

The little tender lips were still slightly open. If it was not for the fact that he could still see the trembling wings of his nose from time to time, he really did not believe that he was still alive.

His mother worked hard to bear their four brothers and sisters. She tried her best to give birth to them, and they would strive for success, right?

The descendants of Shuo palace and the righteous people like Lao Shuo will naturally protect them, right?

"Father in law, I'll take it to find a Ning."

Brand Heng care gently holding the child in his arms, "the other three, will be more troublesome father-in-law."

Brand Heng is ready to raise this son himself. No matter how good a nurse he is, he is not as good as his mother. They should accompany him all the time until he is healthy and safe like his two brothers.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of them." Shen Dingshan is also worried about this grandson. He has so many grandchildren. Even if he is a little ten, they are all bigger than this one. This one is as big as a kitten, and even he dare not touch it.

Brand Heng carefully holding the child went to Shen Qingci there, and then put him beside Shen Qingci.

"She's a mother."

He put his finger on the baby's face. "Do you feel it? Parents are here, so you'll be OK, aren't you?"

And the little baby, now also can't hear and see, but it seems to be able to feel the familiar breath, the little lips moved a little, and then he actually used his own small and thin fingers to grasp dad's fingers.

Such a blood connection, but also let the brand Heng worry not from the orbit fever.

"Well, I'm not afraid. Dad is here."

"Dad won't let you have an accident. He will let you grow up safely."

He has been talking to the child like this, whether he can hear or not understand?

Until Shen Qingci wakes up, he finds himself surrounded by a little swaddling clothes.

This is her, kid?

She turned over carefully, but when she saw the child's pale face and tiny blue lips, she could not help feeling a pain in her ventricle.

Then she sat down with her big eyes in her arms and rolled her big eyes on her face.

It is also possible to feel the mother's sadness, originally or sleeping very good children, but squeezed up their own eyes, small mouth is also open, this is to cry?

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Shen Qingci gently coaxes the fragile child in his arms and kisses his small face.

And the child wrongly sucked his small nose, instinctively stretched out his small hand, grasped the mother's hair, small body, can be held up with the palm, even the skin is wrapped in a layer of transparent color.

Brand Heng thought came over with a bowl of ginseng soup in his hand. Then he put the bowl aside and stretched out his hand to help Shen Qingci wipe the tears on his face.

"Don't cry. You're in confinement. It's not good for your health."

But he didn't say it was OK. Shen Qingci felt his nose sour again. How could she help it?

"He's OK."

"Brand Heng carefully caresses the son's small face," Mo Fei said, he raised a few years is good, but now too small, I don't trust others to take him. "

The little guy is too weak now. He doesn't look like his brother and sister. They've all eaten the milk of a nurse. The youngest girl in his family, however, has a good appetite. Now she has eaten two meals of milk.

He was the only one who had just been rescued from the devil's gate, and had never drunk a mouthful of breast milk.

Shen Qingci puts her hand on her clothes and unties them. All the ladies in Beijing don't feed their children by themselves, but she wants to feed her own children. This is her blood related child, and his child will be fine, right?

"Mother said that I grew up on her breast milk when I was a child." Shen Qingci is the first time to say goodbye, so it's not too familiar. However, it's all instinct. It's the instinct of baby sucking and the instinct of being a mother.

When the child's first bite, she was slightly shrinking in pain, but also can feel small three son is eating."My mother said She was smiling and her eyes were red.

"When I was a child, I was born prematurely, and I was raised by my mother. My mother always said that when I was a child, I was too young to eat well. Sometimes she would hold me and cry, just want me to eat more."

"At that time, I listened and just giggled at my mother, who was always kissing my face at this time," she said

"Niang's little ah Ning, you've finally grown up. With your mother here, you'll be OK, because your mother will protect you."

"And now I finally know the meaning of that sentence." She lowered her head and put her fingers on the baby's face.

"Mother's little baby, you should eat more, so that you can grow up. Both parents are here."

She is better than her mother at that time, isn't it? She only has her mother, but xiaosaner is her father and mother, and her grandfather is also there.

Mother is the little she raised over, now they can also support the little third son.

And eat a little breast milk for a while small three son is finally enough to eat.

"I'll come," said brand Heng. He carefully held the weak child in a mess. He also patted milk burps for him. Shen Qingrong's ten children were not born in vain, and they never understood anything. They all became experts in raising children.

When Xiao San Er had a milk hiccup, her face was ruddy.

Brand Heng thought carefully, and then put him in Shen Qingci's arms. If it is true, it is good to keep him by his mother's side. Even if their energy is really limited, they can only take such a little third son with them, and they can't care about the rest.

And this is what he took up the bowl on the table. The soup in the bowl was just right, not hot.

He put the soup in front of Shen Qingci.

"Drink more."

"Good," Shen Qingci took up the bowl. Compared with her after birth, she had some strength.

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